Item #: 3190 Category: FOREIGN Format: VHS MPAA Rating: R

Woolly Rating: 5/10 (231 votes)

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REM	Aug 9, 2000 @ 0:29:58

Long, depressing, not that interesting
Juilette Binoche (SP?) is very captivating & beautiful, but the story is unsatisfying and morbid... This is one of a trilogy (Red, White..and). Mice, dead husband, solitude, blue chandalier.. not much that stuck with me. I am interested in what others thought? zzzzzzz

beautiful
the perfect combination of image and sound. It is the exploration of a state of being, a state of having been, a state of future being. As such it is a meditative reflexion of the mysteries of life. Beautiful.

The best of Krzysztof Kieslowski's "Three Colors" Trilogy
There's something about a cheeseburger and Big Red diet that doesn't go well at all with a film such as Krzysztof Kieslowski's Trois couleurs: Bleu (aka Blue). That's because, as carefully methodically brainwashed consumers, we're taught from our earliest days in the crib to look for bright shiny moving objects. We're taught to be on-the-go, that yesterday's news is dustbin fodder, and that any kind of attention span will distract from you enjoying today's new goody. There's something in cheeseburgers, in the way they're made (fast), in the way they're meant to be eaten (fast) and the way they taste (basic) that fits perfectly with a culture that wants it all--including how you're supposed to think, neatly packaged--right now. The idea is not to think about what you have, but how much more you can get. Planned obsolence is in more things than you can imagine. (HERE IS WHERE I SNIPPED AWAY FOUR graphs of a continuing anti-consumerism diatribe/rant to better enable myself to get to the point)... And so, when the Armageddon-viewing American pops a boring fer-uhn film like Krzysztof Kieslowski's "Blue" into his or her VCR, he or she is immediately bored. The attention span, filed and sandpapered away over time, has been rendered inert. There ain't nuttin' happn'in in this damn movie, you say. Jus' some gloomy bitch walkin' around in grief for two friggin hours. And there ain't no big 'plosions or special effex neither. Now, mind you, it doesn't matter that Blue may be the best cinematic realization of the state of grief ever captured in a film. Somehow, this is interpreted by lazy minds as meaning "nuttin's happ'nin'." What's happ'nin' is this: A wife has lost her husband, who is a famous contemporary composer (a conceit, granted, only possible and credible in a European movie). He's not only died at too early an age, but left a major symphonic work unfinished. His life ended, thus, in more than one way. Should she try to finish it or have someone else finish it, thus tainting the individual artistic purity of the work? Or simply ignore it or have it destroyed (burned or buried) as a perverse form of final reverent respect for the dead? In a kind of shocked limbo the aggrieved wife (Juliet Binoche) withdraws from the circle of people she has known and renounces her past life--the life that she had shared as one with her husband, and which now does not exist. This, my fellow Americans, is called pain. But the irony is: were this husband and wife really "one?" Just who is this man, really, that she is so aggrieved about? Does she even know? Or is he just an ideal, a necessary construct to help her structure her life? Is this death her own, or is there hope that she can find new meaning to live on? Is her withdrawal the ultimate result of severe co-dependency? There's actually much drama in this, especially when the revelation comes about hubby, which, unfortunately I can't reveal because it would be a major spoiler. Blue, as its title and subject suggests, is a mood. And that's how you should approach the film. Instead of hyping up on Coca-Cola and watching Aliens, grab some Cabernet sauvignon, slow down your metabolism and engage in this dream film. Latch onto Binoche's enigmatic face (she's perfectly cast for this role) and actually permit yourself the taboo indulgence of feeling and empathizing. P.S. There are bright shiny blue objects throughout Blue. They're thrown in as something called symbolism, in case ya didn't know. Unlike the bright shiny objects used to hypnotize and deceive you into buying things, these objects are not meant to be wanted/desired/had. These are objects that are meant to be considered because--get this mind blowin' idea--they mean something other than themselves! Whoa dude, I need a little more definition. My mind ain't been shaped to think independent-like, in this supposedly independent nation. (****Blue (1993) D: Krzysztof Kieslowski) --c. 2000 Kevin Rayburn earthgroove1@yahoo.com

HOORAH FOR FRANCE!
What a great film. If you're looking for something deep, this is the film 4 u.

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